Memoirs Aren’t Fairytales: A Story of Addiction (Marni Mann)


Leaving behind a nightmarish college experience, Nicole and her friend, Eric, escape their home of Bangor, Maine to start a new life in Boston. Fragile and scared, Nicole desperately seeks a new beginning to help erase her past. But there is something besides freedom waiting for her in the shadows—a drug that will make every day a nightmare.


With one taste, the love that once flowed through Nicole’s veins turns into cravings. Tracks mark the passing of time, and heroin’s grip gets tighter. It holds her hand through deaths and prostitution, but her addiction keeps her in the darkness. When her family tries to strike a match to help light her way, Nicole must choose between a life she can hardly remember, or a love for heroin she’ll never forget. 

The title is lying to you. This book is FAR from a fairytale. It’s the most gut wrenching, jaw dropping, and uncomfortable book I have probably read this year. Probably read to date, actually.

“I love to chase the dragon.”

I liked this book because of the structure. I liked how everything was laid out for the reader, nothing was hidden or disguised or sugar coated. While reading, you got to experience all of Nicole’s struggles right along side with her. You slid right on down the rabbit hole with her unwillingly. I could not put this book down. I just couldn’t look away. My heart might have been breaking and my jaw might have been on the floor one too many times but I couldn’t stop.


The eyes and mind of an addict, guys. It’s a scary place. But it was an adventure all in its own nonetheless. All of these bad things keep happening and happening to Nicole and her surroundings. It’s terrible and disgusting but Marni’s writing never falters. It never slips or stutters. It was absolutely mesmerizing. Nicole’s character in the story was so dynamic and well built you can’t help but to hurt for her. To want the good for her.


Addiction. Deaths. Drugs. Rape. Dirty. Dark. Prostitution. Pregnancies. Betrayals. Love. It’s everything that is real in this world. All of the things you turn and bat an eye at are splayed on all of these pages for your pretty little eyes. That you can’t look away from for once. It’s real. It’s raw. You’ll never be the same after reading this. I know I won’t be.

Mud Vein (Tarryn Fisher)


When reclusive novelist Senna Richards wakes up on her thirty-third birthday, everything has changed. Caged behind an electrical fence, locked in a house in the middle of the snow, Senna is left to decode the clues to find out why she was taken. If she wants her freedom, she has to take a close look at her past. But, her past has a heartbeat… and her kidnapper is nowhere to be found. With her survival hanging by a thread, Senna soon realizes this is a game. A dangerous one. Only the truth can set her free.

Reread #2382.

There will never be a review that I could adequately write or construct to explain what this book means to me.


Bad Mommy (Tarryn Fisher)


When Fig Coxbury buys a house on West Barrett Street, it’s not because she likes the neighborhood, or even because she likes the house. It’s because everything she desires is next door: The husband, the child, and the life that belongs to someone else.

If I’m being completely honest, I was bummed the whole first 30% of this book. I was. There. Are you happy to hear that? My most anticipated read of 2016 and crash…

The thing with Tarryn’s book is this: I wait so long for them. I dream of them. I devour them in one day. I ignore everything and every one in site. I want her books to hit me where I need it most. When I don’t even expect it. But at first, Bad Mommy didn’t impact me like that. I was bored. I wasn’t hooked. I didn’t want tarnished hopes and dreams on a TF book. I just didn’t.



MF Jolene. Jolene and her powerful characteristics and her goodness and her craziness. I fell in love. I’ve never fallen in love with a female character until now. Until Bad Mommy.

I’ve also never felt more psychotic than when I read this book. My crazy might have been showing too. Sometimes it’s hard for me to tuck it in all day. But it felt okay with Bad Mommy. Crazy felt good.


The three different parts and three POVs were a nice touch but part three and Jolene’s POV was undoubtedly my favorite. Hands down. I was completely invested and connected by this point. I was immensely consumed from that point on. Something about “The Writer’s” POV rocked me to my core.

I’m writing this to say THIS is Tarryn. This is Tarryn’s writing. This is that punch that you’re looking for. That bitter pill you can’t quite swallow so you need a drink of water to help shove it down. The push that you need to rid yourself of all of the toxic bullshit in your life. You need this book. You need it to open your eyes.

Just like I need Tarryn’s writing for the rest of my life. Just bury me with it. I hope that sounds creepy.


Dark House (Experiment in Terror #1) Karina Halle


There’s always been something a bit off about Perry Palomino. Though she’s been dealing with a quarter-life crisis and post-college syndrome like any other twenty-something, she’s still not what you would call “ordinary.” For one thing, there’s her past which she likes to pretend never happened, and then there’s the fact that she sees ghosts.

Luckily for her, that all comes in handy when she stumbles across Dex Foray, an eccentric producer for an upcoming webcast on ghost hunters. Even though the show’s budget is non-existent and Dex himself is a maddening enigma, Perry is instantly drawn into a world that both threatens her life and seduces her with a sense of importance.

Her uncle’s haunted lighthouse provides the perfect catalyst and backdrop for a horrific mystery that unravels the threads of Perry’s fragile sanity and causes her to fall for a man, who, like the most dangerous of ghosts, may not be all that he seems.

It’s probably a good thing she wrote so many books in this series because damn was this first one slow. I mean, it was so slow my clothes are probably out of style at this moment. Wait. Did we pass Christmas yet?


Okay, so I loved the concept of the book and the direction it WANTED to go in. It was weird and eerie and mysterious and I can climb on board with that but that was it. There was nothing promising to me other than what COULD have happened.

But I have to say this: Karina’s writing was on FLEEK. Am I allowed to say that? Oh well, it was. It was so colorful. That is what made this three stars for me. Her writing was so strong in this book. From the descriptions to the metaphors to the prose. It was just splendid.

Sadly, I don’t know any of the characters. They are all still so foreign to me because I feel like they were not covered well enough in Dark House to draw me in or develop that connection I need to have but as the series goes on I hope that they do. I hope more and more things are revealed and unraveled because at this point that’s the only redeeming factor for me and this series. I want to remember Perry and Dex for the rest of my life.


Don’t worry Karina we get it. Perry ISN’T like other girls. If we didn’t get it when we started DH I promise by half way through we did.

Dark House lacked in depth and substance. It was very bland and cut and dry. Kind of like a long prequel to what is to come. But I’m onto the next. Look at me, reading a series. They grow up so fast.


She, the Kingdom


Sex, love, loyalty, and betrayal. 

Not in that order.

I actually really enjoyed this book. Despite the wacky and weird story line and “predicament” that Morgan is faced with, I thoroughly enjoyed reading She, The Kingdom. I don’t read blurbs but this one actually sold me.

Although some of the things were a little too rushed and instantaneous for me, I couldn’t put the book down. Let me explain why…


For a debut author, this writing was off the charts. I’m talking incredible. It wasn’t boring it wasn’t over detailed and dramatic. It flowed so nicely I could not stop reading no matter what was happening.

The story line is…for lack of a better word strange and different. But I’m not one to judge because I devoured it nonetheless.

I don’t usually like reading books that will have a sequel BUT GIVE IT TO ME NOW. I’m watching you Olivian. You haven’t met me yet but once you do you will realize I’m like a disease you can’t rid of.